I hate the feeling that other people want me to tolerate, to forgive myself, while for people, tolerance and altruism are too trivial, but in essence to be altruistic or tolerant of one. It's never been easier.
Like the offender, the wrongdoer has never understood the feelings of the forgiving person.
To forgive and tolerate a person, always because of love so volunteered to bear the hurt that resigned. Then the wrong people, whether true love, why make mistakes all the time again.
Are small women, or inadvertent men, women too concerned minor details, or men overly careless.
This life, if anyone put themselves in the position of others to feel, how much life is more pleasant.
"Do not make a woman regret that you are too tolerant, do not make the woman wholeheartedly for love to laugh yourself because it is too absurd to forgive a person so many times."
